She was surprisingly perceptive, and noted my fidgeting and general anxiety; I was, however at least able to obfuscate the actual reason for my jumpin...ss; she put it down to lingering fear after what we came to call "the attack." I, of course, knew better; I spent every waking moment fantasising about my son. I knew it wasn't normal, wasn't right, but that sure and certain knowledge just made it all the more delicious, a secret ... secret love that I knew could never be.For that, in truth, was. Top shelf, breakfront behind you.” Again, her words were an expectation of obedience. A shiver, a single electric quiver, ran from his cock all the way up his spine at the thought of what that tone could do, saying other words in other situations. He turned and walked across the kitchen, retrieving the stemmed white wine glasses, placing them with a careful ‘clink’ on the sea green top of the tiled counter. Still lit only by the open refrigerator, he watched as her long slim manicured fingers. Have you been fucked up your ass yet?” Alicia asked.“No, Dan hasn’t taken my ass and he’ll be my first but not tonight,” she made clear.“But you are up for two cocks for fucking and sucking?”“Oh, yeah!” Her eyes gleamed.“Aaron and I love threesomes in different ways. I do love taking a cock up my ass and pussy together or fucking and sucking. We also love him fucking me while I eat pussy or he fucks her and she eats mine,” she revealed.“And if you don’t mind, I’m going to record our sexy fun,”. "You will count, and thank me for each, or we will start again," I informed her as she begged me not to hurt her. I drew my hand back and then slapped the supple leather loop against her pussy lip. She screamed and twitched, unable to escape the ropes that bound her, but neither counted nor thanked me. I reminded her, almost kindly, and repeated the strike on the opposite side.When the number one spilled from her lips along with a thanks, I granted her a small jolt of pleasure straight to her.